youth and time

"Jiang Yufan! You are not human!" Zhong Chaozhou complained once and for all, "You can't do this! You are avenging yourself!"

Jiang Yufan ignored his many words, glanced at the homework book that Zhong Chaozhou pushed over, and said in a calm voice, "The font is too bad, rewrite it."

"Rewrite it!" Zhong Chaozhou slammed the pen, "The English teacher didn't say anything, you picked my font here, you return it!"

Jiang Yufan: "Any comments?"

"Yes! Great opinion!"

"Don't accept it and hold back."

"........."

Zhao Jianjian covered his ears, and his heart collapsed: "You two big brothers, you have already quarreled for two breaks, take a break! If you are not tired, I will be tired for you!"

Zhong Chaozhou was out of breath by Jiang Yufan, he turned his head and said in a rough voice, "Hold on!"

Zhao Jianjian: "..."

It's wrong for Jiang Yufan to avenge his personal revenge. Are you noble when you take your anger out on me?

Zhong Chaozhou turned his head and continued to complain: "Didn't I just call you Brother Daiyu? What's the matter? Are you like this? You call me Director Zhong and what do I care about with you? Why are you so narrow-minded!"

Zhao Jianjian opened his mouth wide: "..."

The students in the eighth class around were shocked when they heard Zhong Chaozhou's words, and they stopped their movements at the same time. They wanted to turn their heads to see the situation at Jiang Yufan's place, but they didn't dare, because they could imagine what happened at this moment. Jiang Yufan's expression was terrifying.

Han Wei left the place near Jiang Yufan very consciously, she was still young, and she didn't want to suffer from PTSD yet.

Jiang Yufan was expressionless, but the air pressure around him plummeted. He licked his molars: "Copy the words three more times for me."

Zhong Chaozhou: "..."

Fuck, Jiang Yufan, I advise you not to go too far!

But Director Zhong, who can't finish copying words, is not qualified to negotiate conditions with Brother Daiyu, the study committee member.

The next section is physical education class, and the first physical education class of each semester is an indoor class, which is unified across the country.

The physical education teacher stepped on the class bell to enter the class, "slapped" a piece of paper on the podium table, and said, "Let's register for elective courses in this class. Where is the sports committee? Come up and count."

The physical education courses in the No. [-] Middle School implement an elective system. There are five courses: basketball, football, volleyball, table tennis, and aerobics. Different course experience, but each person is limited to one course.

Jiang Yufan's annual report was that he had never changed to volleyball. After thinking about it carefully, he decided to change his course and taste, so he reported to table tennis.

Among the five courses, table tennis is the second most popular course, and basketball is the most popular, and it has been at the top of the list for many years.

According to the statistics of the whole class, the number of table tennis, volleyball and football is just right, the number of basketball is too much, and the number of aerobics has too many loopholes. Putting the list of the two courses there is a world of difference. If you zoom in twice, you may not be able to fill it up.

The aerobics applicants are all girls, and the dances they learn are all Korean girl group dances, which are sexy. Now most girls can't accept such sexy dances, so more and more girls are applying for aerobics. So little that it has caused the current situation of aerobics to be so cold.

The physical education teacher put his hands behind his back, bent slightly, squinted at the statistical list, and said curiously: "Oh, no, there are so many girls in your liberal arts class, but so few students apply for aerobics?"

"..." Zhong Chaozhou considered his words and said, "Teacher, this...the number of people applying for aerobics has nothing to do with the number of girls."

PE teacher: "Why is this okay?"

Zhong Chaozhou choked for a moment, and under the scorching gaze of all the girls in the class, he said tremblingly: "Uh... this... that... The girls in our class prefer to challenge things that are more exciting. They are not willing to be content with the status quo. They like Pursuing a different new life is a perfect practice of the core values ​​of socialism, which is very in line with the requirements and standards for young people at this stage in our country."

Look at these words, one after another, the clichés of political subjects are popular and professional. The physical education teacher is stunned by the words, and the political teacher may be moved to cry when he comes.

The boys and girls below were all speechless, and Zhao Jianjian couldn't help giving Zhong Chaozhou a thumbs up.

There is no one who can say "girls today are more masculine" so fresh and refined.

The physical education teacher scratched his head: "That, that, that... there must be a few students sacrificing their ego for the greater ego. This can't be like this. The gap between the number of basketball and aerobics is too big, so we have to average it out." After the experience just now Baptized by political clichés, the physical education teacher felt that the sports committee member of this class should be a very thoughtful person, so he said: "Sports committee, tell me, what should I do?"

Under the eager eyes of the whole class, Zhong Chaozhou did not change his face. He went to the students in the first row and asked for some blank papers. He shook the edge of the blank papers in the air a few times: "To be fair, let's draw lots."

all the classmates:"……"

The lottery papers are made according to the number of basketball applicants. Some of the lottery papers have "Aerobics" written on them, and the other part has "Basketball" written on them. People who go to "basketball" go to basketball lessons.

As the class sports committee, Zhong Chaozhou fully carried forward the great spirit of "sacrificing the ego for the greater ego" and "serving the people", and resolutely chose the last lottery. Some of the previous ones were happy and some were sad, but some of them got aerobics The boy in the middle of the night was rushed to look at the signed paper by the people around him, making jokes in all kinds of nonsense.

"Oh! Fuck! Brother, we are so lucky!"

"Amazing! Brother, let's shake hands, so that the little one can also share your 'European spirit'."

The boy who got the aerobics had a helpless expression on his face, and chased away people with a book: "Fuck! There's something wrong with you fucking! You're all rolling! There's something wrong!"

There was no intention of class at all in the class, there was a lot of laughing and joking, and some people got out of their seats openly.

"Hey! What are you doing?!" Zhong Chaozhou took a book from the desk of the first row of classmates, and slammed the spine of the book on the desk, "It's in class! Go back to your seats! Why are you making so much noise! The teacher doesn’t exist, right?! Hurry up! Who’s next? Come up and draw lots!”

The next one was Yang Zhinuo. Yang Zhinuo got up and walked to the podium, waving and slapping the rowdy boys one by one along the way: "Quiet, quiet! Noise, everything!"

Yang Zhinuo was the second to last draw, and the last draw was the great sports committee Zhong Chaozhou.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yang Zhinuo jumped onto the podium with brisk steps, quickly grabbed the two lottery papers on the table, pinched one between his thumb and forefinger, and stretched it out in front of Zhong Chaozhou : "Come on, Brother Zhou, choose one!"

"..." Zhong Chaozhou pushed his hand back, "You choose first, I will last."

Yang Zhinuo stretched out his hand again: "Don't mind! Brother Zhou, there are only two of us left, whoever we are with, you are still polite to me! Hurry up! Choose!"

Zhong Chaozhou stretched out his hand, lingered on the two papers, looked at Yang Zhinuo: "Then I really chose!"

"Choose!"

Zhong Chaozhou looked back and forth between the two lottery papers, his fingers hesitated for a few seconds, and finally made up his mind, snatching one from Yang Zhinuo: "That's it! Let's open it together!"

"Okay, let's drive together!"

Under the expectant eyes of the whole class, Zhong Chaozhou and Yang Zenuo opened the folded lottery at the same time.

After a second.

"Fuck!"

"hahahahahahahahaha!"

After Zhong Chaozhou cursed, followed by Yang Zhinuo's unbridled laughter, the doors and windows of the class were all open, and the laughter spread, and the students sitting by the doors and windows even heard the sound coming from the corridor. Echoes of that wild laughter.

Students whose seats are near the doors and windows: "..."

The physical education teacher leaned over curiously, took a glance, and laughed out loud. He supported the podium with one hand and his waist with the other, and he couldn't even straighten his waist when he laughed.

Yang Zhinuo couldn't figure out who he was, so he put his arm on Zhong Chaozhou's shoulder, laughing angrily and out of breath: "Hahahahahaha Brother Zhou, you're so lucky hahahahahaha! Come on, talk to my little brother, Did you secretly travel to Africa behind our backs this summer, hahahahahaha!"

"..." Zhong Chaozhou didn't even intend to force a smile, "Yang Zenuo, are you courting death?"

Although the two didn't reveal their lottery results, but listening to their conversation, the people below roughly guessed the result and wanted to laugh very much, but under Zhong Chaozhou's "obscene power", everyone lowered their heads and whispered.

"Fuck, what the hell? Brother Zhou got aerobics?"

"No way? Then I have a partner hahahahaha!"

"You have a ghost companion!" Zhong Chaozhou slapped the note on the table, and shouted at the boy who just got aerobics, "Don't say you knew me in gym class! Roll as far as you can! Don't let me see you!"

Boy: "..."

The whole class: "Hahahahahahaha!"

"You got aerobics, right?" The physical education teacher didn't think it was a big deal after watching the excitement, and asked Zhong Chaozhou with a pen, "Then I'll write it for you."

Zhong Chaozhou pressed down the evil hand of the physical education teacher: "Don't, don't, don't! Teacher, please don't! Calm down!"

"Calm down?" the physical education teacher asked with a funny smile, "You didn't get aerobics?"

"No, I got aerobics, but..."

"There are so many things! If you draw it, you will win it! I would like to admit defeat!" The physical education teacher happily wrote the name of "Zhong Chaozhou" under the column of aerobics.

Zhong Chaozhou: "..."

Yang Zhinuo was still laughing wildly, the laughter went straight into the sky, echoing over the campus of the No. [-] Middle School, the lingering sound was lingering, endless.

Zhong Chaozhou sat back on his seat with a depressed face: "No, I shouldn't be so unlucky, I... Hey, hey! You are not kind! You are not allowed to laugh! Jiang Yufan, please follow your rules. Cold character design, you are not allowed to laugh!"

Jiang Yufan covered the lower half of his face with one hand, his whole body was shaking crazily, his wet red phoenix eyes were half-closed, and small laughter flowed intermittently from between his fingers.

Jiang Yufan tightly covered his mouth, his voice sounded muffled: "No...no, I didn't laugh..."

"You have it!" Zhong Chaozhou raised his foot and stomped the ground, reached out and took Jiang Yufan's hand off his face, "I say you, you can't..."

The second half of the sentence "Don't give me face" was suppressed by Zhong Chaozhou himself.

Jiang Yufan pursed his lips tightly, that was a typical expression of holding back a smile.

Seeing Zhong Chaozhou's dumbfounded expression, he also felt strange, and slightly restrained his smile: "What's wrong?"

"Huh?" Zhong Chaozhou came back to his senses, let go of Jiang Yufan's hand, and turned his head away, "No, it's nothing, you...don't laugh! You have to show me face!"

"Yeah." Jiang Yufan coughed twice, hid his smile, and resumed his previous serious and cold expression, "I don't laugh." But the twitching corners of his mouth revealed that he still couldn't help but want to laugh .

But Zhong Chaozhou has no time to take care of that at the moment.

shit.

Zhong Chaozhou covered half of his face.

When he took Jiang Yufan's hand just now, Jiang Yufan was still smiling. It was different from the polite smile when facing an elder like Chen Jin and Grandpa Zhong, it was a smile from the heart.

He laughed from the bottom of his heart... There seemed to be dimples on his face?

It's still pretty.